After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

With an empty stomach, I picked up the breakfast I just bought and started eating.

After one bite, the buns were soft and juicy and filled with pork and green onions. Zhao Yuqi was instantly shocked, and a surprise exploded in his mouth.

He usually wouldn't eat pork and green onion fillings because he didn't really like the taste of green onions, but today the steamed bun stall only had steamed buns with this filling.

He didn't expect that this bun would be so delicious?

It tastes better than the best breakfast restaurants in Beijing!

Zhao Yuqi, who felt the delicious taste, couldn't stop eating.

By the time Boss Zhao and Second Lao noticed it, there were already three buns left in a bag of ten buns.

"Lao San, did you eat all the buns yourself?"

Boss Zhao looked at Zhao Laosan with a greasy mouth and said in surprise:

"Uh, brother, this bun is so delicious, I didn't notice it!"

Zhao Laosan scratched his head, a little embarrassed. He was not protecting the food. He wanted to eat everyone, but he didn't realize it and all went into his mouth.

After reacting, he quickly handed the buns in the bag to several people.

Zhao Laoer smelled it and took one.

He hadn't eaten much all day and was already hungry.

When Boss Zhao was about to take it, he saw that there were only two buns left. Thinking that his parents had eaten nothing, he didn't take it.

"Boss, you can eat. I'm not hungry at all."

Ding Kexin noticed her son's little movements and handed over the bun in her hand.

"Mom, I don't want to eat, but you do. I haven't eaten much this whole day."

You two push me back and forth.

"Oh, I said my eldest brother still has a mother. As for that, it's not the end of the world. All that's left is this bun. That stall is right there. If you want to eat, can you go back and buy it?"

Zhao Laoer had just finished eating the buns in his hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"We haven't left for a long time. Let's buy some more. This tastes good."

Hearing this, Ding Kexin broke the bun in his hand into two halves, handed it to his son, and ate half of it himself.

"Your dad hasn't had enough to eat, so just go back and buy some more. I'll..."

The deliciousness of the steamed buns exploded in my mouth little by little, but I still didn't say the words I would stop eating.

Mother Lin looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late. In winter in Northern Province, the days are short and the nights are long. The sun will set around four o'clock.

Mother Lin had just packed up the stall and was about to go home, when the car that just passed by came back.

"Auntie, please don't leave yet!"

"What's going on?"

Mother Lin looked puzzled, but also found it a little funny. In such a short time, this group of people came back and forth three times.

"Your buns are so delicious, do you have any more?"

Mother Lin smiled.

I steamed two drawers of steamed buns today, and there is still one drawer left.

"Yes, there are quite a few more. How many do you want?"

"Auntie, take whatever you have left with us."

Mother Lin was surprised.

"Ah? Ouch, you can't eat it. Do you know how big my buns are? There are more than thirty buns in a drawer."

Boss Zhao was obviously a little disappointed when Mother Lin said there were only more than thirty people.

"Ah, just over thirty."

The third brother had eaten seven of them just now, and it looked like he wasn't full yet.

"talent?"

She was startled by this man's tone.

"Are you sure? If you want it, I'll pack it up for you?"

Mother Lin asked again uncertainly.

Boss Zhao also nodded seriously and said:

"I'm sure, you can pack it up for us."

"it is good"

Mother Lin was in a very beautiful mood today. Not a single bun was left, and they were all sold.

Just met a whole family of weirdos.

After getting in the car, Boss Zhao started dividing the buns.

"How can this bun be so delicious?"

Zhao Laoer was curious while eating. These people had a good family background since they were young, and they were the second generation of rich people.

Growing up, I ate and drank all the best. No matter how delicious the food was, I could maintain my image. But today, this meat bun made me lose my image completely.

Zhao's mother, who has always had a small stomach, also ate three big buns today, and the four of them divided the rest directly.

After eating, several people rinsed their mouths with the mineral water they had just bought.

Zhao Yuqi replied:

"Mom, no wonder my sister said the food here tastes good. Even the food at an ordinary small stall is so delicious. The food at Mrs. Wei's place must be better."

"Let's buy some more when we go back."

"it is good"

Ding Kexin smiled and replied:

Father Zhao once again looked puzzled and said:

"When did your sister say that the food here tastes good?"

"Also, if your child contacted you, why didn't you tell me?"

In the past, Father Zhao thought that his daughter had gone out and rarely contacted her family. Now he finally knew that it was not that she rarely contacted her family, but that she rarely contacted herself.

Mother Zhao glanced sideways at Father Zhao.

"Let me tell you, it's not that I don't know what you are thinking. It's not that my daughter doesn't care about you. Every time she calls and sends a message, she asks about your health and whether you have drank alcohol recently. It's just that you are too stubborn. When you hear your daughter call you and tell her about Moji, you are afraid of your daughter. "

After driving for more than thirty minutes, a row of small black spots vaguely appeared in front of the car.

"Mom, we should be here soon. I see a row of houses in front of us."

Mother Zhao looked at it, and then continued to explain to Father Zhao:

"Old Zhao, let me tell you, you should talk less for a while. It's best not to say anything."

Zhao Bu turned his head and said nothing.

When the Zhao family arrived near Mrs. Wei's house, the sun was already going down, and the afterglow of the setting sun illuminated Dawang Mountain in the distance red.

Also reddened was Guoguo's little face.

The two of them went out for a day, and after dinner in the evening, Lin Chen sent him back.

At this time, the two people were reluctant to leave at the gate of the courtyard.

"Lin Chen, will you miss me when you go back?"

Lin Chen looked at Guoguo and unconsciously touched her face with his hands.

"Of course I do, little fool. I haven't left yet and I'm already missing you."

The five people in the car next to me...

Boss Zhao:

"You are really not ashamed at such a young age. Listen to what I heard!"

Zhao Laoer:

"Brother, you're not that old, right?"

Zhao Laosan:

"Why is this happening in front of my eyes? Isn't this pure dog abuse?"

After hearing the words of the three wooden stakes, Father Zhao snorted coldly.

"You three, stop saying those sarcastic words. That boy is quite capable. You should learn from him and give me a daughter-in-law as soon as possible. I have three sons, but I have never brought back a daughter-in-law."

"Three bastards, I remember when your father and I were your age, we had three children. It just so happened that it was you three!"

As soon as Zhao Bu finished speaking, he was met with a blank look from Ding Kexin.